Sitting together on the sofa on Sunday morning was a ritual for Candy and me. We sipped coffee and did the Sunday crossword puzzles with her toes buried in my crotch, supposedly to keep them warm. Neither of us questioned the logic, but both of us enjoyed the results.
"Let me ask you a question," said Candy, "and answer me honestly. How did it feel watching another man with his cock buried deep inside my pussy? Any regrets, second thoughts, jealousy?"
"Nope," was my immediate reply. "I looked it up in the swingers dictionary. It's called 'hotwifing'. Knowing another man desires my wife, and knowing my wife desires more cock without lessening what we have in love and desire is a real turn on. Obviously it made my cock hard to watch, but with your lips around my dick there wasn't really much choice. But thinking about it now, still makes my dick hard."
Candy easily confirmed my statement with her toes, rubbing them aggressively against my crotch. "Excellent," was her reply, "'cause I want more cock!"
Can't say I was surprised, in fact I was intrigued and even more turned on.
"Okay, well, you told me your first fantasy, and we made it happen last night. What's your next fantasy that you want to explore?"
I could see the twinkle in her eyes as she pondered how far she could push her own personal envelope. Finally after a few minutes she said "We bought those BDSM toys a couple of weeks ago and haven't had a chance to fully try them out yet. But I want to really explore the whole concept of bondage and discipline. I want to be your 'sex slave'. And I want to do it in the dungeon at Secrets the next time we go."
Wow, I thought. And I began to ponder how we could make that happen. "Are you just looking for an audience, or audience participation?"
Again, the twinkle in her eyes indicated she was leaning towards the latter. "Audience participation, please!" was her reply.
Now it was my turn to begin to make plans for our next visit. Fortunately we got phone numbers from Andrea/Jason and Tom/Kristie from last night, so I decided I would see if I could enlist their participation for our next visit. After a few back and forth text messages from both we had a quorum. We all agreed to meet the following Saturday at Secrets, but Candy was kept in the dark.
Saturday finally came, and I could tell that Candy was hot all day thinking about what might happen tonight. "Before we go tonight, will you eat my pussy and fuck me hard? I want to make sure I get some of your dick just in case." Needless to say she didn't have to ask twice.
On the way to Kissimmee we decided to have a few tokes from the vape pen we picked up on our last trip to Colorado, just enough to take the edge off. After checking in we headed again to the tiki bar to have a few drinks and see how lively the crowd was tonight. I had packed our whips and a few extra toys into a travel bag. I knew Candy would not be disappointed.
We briefly checked out the disco, danced a bit (OK we actually grinded a bit) and finally headed to the playroom. We stowed our clothes and decided to take a leisurely walk through the playroom to get inspired. Candy also pointed out potential "audience participants", mostly based on the size of their cocks. We joined a couple that was all about oral sex, and Candy swore she only had two orgasms -- one with the guy and one with the girl. I didn't believe her for a minute.
"Can we start the show?" she pleaded.
"Sure," I replied. We headed back to the lockers to pick up the travel bag I had brought along.
"Remember, you asked to be my sex slave, well, it's time for the blindfold, slave. If at anytime during the night where you feel uncomfortable simply say 'Ari, please stop' and I will make sure of it. Your safety and mental comfort is most important to me here. We may push the boundaries of your physical comfort, but you can stop that as well, or ease up by saying 'Easy, Ari'. Are we good?"
I could tell by the smile on your face you were ready. "Yes," you replied, "we're good. I can't wait!"
After securing the blindfold I cuffed her hands behind her back, then attached nipple clamps and a leash and led Candy by her tits to the dungeon. We got lots of quizzical looks along the way, as well as smiles from men and women alike. I smiled back.
Once inside the dungeon I paraded Candy around the room for all to get a good look, then led her over the whipping horse, she knelt onto a padded kneeler with your body draped over the back of the horse. Candy's butt was high in the air, and I handcuffed her to the front legs of the horse and strapped her thighs widely to the back legs. "Are you good?" I asked.
"Oh yeah!" came her reply.